Sunday, April 16, 2006

...meanwhile back at Mission Control some weird sort of systems failure in the old steam driven computer seemed to need a new drive to fix up, swapping software from one drive to another i got confused, needed some assistance from more technical minded people, fortunately i have friends with this type of brain power, me i can't change a light bulb.

q. How many captain missions does it take to change a light bulb
a. lights have bulbs?

emilie and i went to see steve kilbey play at the sandringham, met a few friends, drank a few drinks and settled in for the entertainment, excellent show, lots of racontering and beautiful music,
'neverness hoax'
'already yesterday'
'tristess'
'day 5'
'shadow cabinet'
'providence'
'pretty ugly pretty sad'
'the main one'
and hosts of other popular songs we know and love, it was beautiful. i managed to give steve my hand fin and some fave cds.

downstairs the sexy french girl and i drank asbinthe and the conversation went along the lines off,
'you know you are perfect for me.'
'yes i know.'
'but i'd destroy you eventually.'
'no. you would n't destroy me, but you may destroy yourself. eventually.'
'if we had a relationship it would be like a game, all relationships are games, i would have to win.'
'what happens if i choose not to play.'
'mmm, then there's no game.'
'and i'd win.'
'well if i slept with you then at least you'd make me orgasm.'
long pause, while millions of answers drift through my head but i just say,'yes.'
'maybe i should just sleep with you.'
'that's not going to happen.'
'what! you mean if i can't come home with you.'
'you're very welcome to come home,there is a spare froom for you.'
'what if i wore suspenders, could you resist?'
'i'd say no.'
'you couldn't.'
'i could.'
'no, i don't believe it.'
'do you want to put money on it?'
nervous hesitation, 'you wouldn't sleep with me?'
'i wouldn't sleep with you if you did not love me 100% and i would n't sleep with you when you're drunk.'
'you a perfect.'
'i'm not perfect but i am perfect for you.'
'you're really annoying.'

i drive her home, she's kind of cute.

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